Ol' Man River - Henrik Gunde, Jesper Bodilsen & Morten Lund

Old man river, that old man river He must know something but don't say nothing He just keeps rolling He keeps on rolling along You and me, we sweat and slave Bodies all aching and racked with pain Tow that barge, lift that bail Get a little drunk and you land in jail I get weary and sick of trying I'm tired of living but scared of dying That old man river He just keeps rolling along

Here we all work 'long the Mississippi Here we all work while the white folk play Pullin' them boats from the dawn till sunset Gettin' no rest till the judgment day Don't look up and don't look down Ya don't dast make the white boss frown Bend your knees and bow your head And pull that rope until you're dead Let me go 'way from the Mississippi Let me go 'way from the white man boss Show me that stream called the River Jordan That's the old stream that I long to cross Ol' Man River, that Ol' Man River He must know somepin', but he don't say nothin' He just keeps rollin', he keeps on rollin' along He don't plant taters, and he don't plant cotton And them what plants 'em is soon forgotten But Ol' Man River, jest keeps rollin' along You and me, we sweat and strain Bodies all achin' and wracked with pain Tote that barge and lift that bale Ya get a little drunk and ya lands in ja-ail I gets weary and so sick of tryin' I'm tired of livin', but I'm feared of dyin' And Ol' Man River, he just keeps rollin' along

Here we all work 'long the Mississippi Here we all work, while the white boys play Gettin' no rest from the dawn till the sunset Gettin' no rest till the judgment day You don't look up, you don't look down You don't dare make the rich boss frown Bend your knees and bow your head And tote that barge until you're dead Let me go away from the Mississippi Let me go away from the rich man boss Show me that stream called the River of Jordan That's the old stream that I long to cross Old Man River, Old Man River He don't say nothin', he must know somethin' Old Man River, he just keeps rollin' along You know, you know he don't plant taters And we all know the man don't plant no cotton And then, then they plant 'em Oh the Lord knows they are soon forgotten But Old Man River, he just keeps rollin' along You, you and me, you know sometimes We have to we have to sweat, sweat and strain Our bodies, our bodies are all achin' And wracked with a whole lot of pain Tote that barge, lift that bale, you get a little drunk And you land in jail I get weary and so sick of tryin' I'm tired of livin', and afraid of dyin' But Old Man River, he just keeps rollin' a Old Man River, he just keeps rollin' along

A-na, na, na I'm cleaning up them dirty words that I say these days Showing up to church a lot more on Sunday Working on bad-habit breaking Cutting back on Copenhagen Little less gas, little more brake in my Chevrolet Whatever it takes, 'cause I got a gift from God sitting in the backseat And I'ma need to be a little better If he's gonna wanna be like me I'm just a good ol' boy tryna be a good ol' man Out here learning on the fly, tryna do the best I can To raise him up right "No sir, yes ma'am" I'm just a good ol' boy tryna be a good ol' man Yes I am, mhmm yeah Gonna be a lotta learning in between Them inches on that doorframe I don't know a lot about a lot But I know I can teach him a few things How to swim, how to fish, how to drive a stick Just like my daddy taught me And he'll know how to say he's sorry 'Cause he'll hear that from me I'm just a good ol' boy tryna be a good ol' man Out here learning on the fly, tryna do the best I can To raise him up right, Lord knows I am I'm just a good ol' boy tryna be a good ol' man (good ol' man) Oh I'm trying, oh I'm trying, oh I'm trying Oh I'm trying to be a good ol' man (good ol' man) Oh I'm trying, oh I'm trying, oh I'm trying Oh I'm trying to be a good ol' man Making a man outta him Is making a man outta me Making a man outta him So one day he'll be Another good ol' boy, yeah I'm just a good ol' boy tryna be a good ol' man Out here learning on the fly, tryna do the best I can To raise him up right, Lord knows I am I'm just a good ol' boy tryna be a good ol' man Yes I am Oh I'm trying, oh I'm trying, oh I'm trying Oh I'm trying to be a good ol' man (good ol' man) Oh I'm trying, oh I'm trying, oh I'm trying Oh I'm trying to be a good ol' man Yes I am Oh I'm trying, oh I'm trying, oh I'm trying Oh I'm trying to be a good ol' man (good ol' man) Oh I'm trying, oh I'm trying, oh I'm trying Oh I'm trying to be a good ol' man (mhmm, yeah)